A Road Trip is Forming in My Brain
I’ve been fretting and stewing here in Big D for months about what will the next logical escape should be. Then it hit me. A road trip! Don’t need to worry about a passport or plane tickets. Yee haa.
Mr. Grandson has to go up to New England for Guard Duty next month. I have been wanting to go somewhere…anywhere. Eureka! I will drive him there. A mere 1,900 mile trip. A walk in the park on a sunny day. I can’t wait to go now. I may even start packing.
Need to get a tent. Don’t have one yet. I want one of those that you just throw it up in the air and it explodes and turns into a fully assembled casbah, complete with a sofa, satellite TV, wet bar, disco ball and hot tub. Just kidding, but I do want to get a tent. Probably would be nice to get something to sleep on.
I have family strewn all over the North East so it will be fun to catch up with them.
Haven’t been camping in more years than I can count. So I’m excited. Going to the bookstore today to get some books on national parks.
I’m a woman of a certain age living and loving in Texas. Can’t get real specific because I’m a work in process. I Like to read sci-fi, steampunk and historical fiction, travel all over the planet, stay home on rainy days, go shopping in the middle of the night, and stay be in bed when I should be doing something.
